Who makes these changes?
I shoot an arrow right,
It lands left.
I ride after a deer and find myself chased by a hog.
I plot to get what I want and end up in prison.
I dig pits to trap others and fall in.
I should be suspicious of what I want.
Recently I‘ve grown suspicious.
God appears to be acting in my life.
Even worse, others seem to be conspiring on his behalf.
I resent this.
I don’t want God,
showing up now,
like a birth mother
after all these years.
What’s done is done.
I am my own child.
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